Chapter 5: Consummation of the Deal

I held her head in place as I came. At the first mighty spurt, I felt the head of my cock slip into her throat.

She swallowed hard once, twice, a third time, then pressed her face hard into my groin. She made a sound like a quivering whine, and I thought she was choking, but I looked down and saw her hips churning. She was coming! She pulled my dick halfway out and began bobbing her head again, wildly. The come was still pouring out of me, and I felt deliriously blissful. Her orgasm lasted almost a full minute, her knees and thighs clamped tightly together, her ass bucking and churning, and though my cock had gone soft she kept it in her mouth until she was done. She had come without touching herself, just by sucking me off.

She let my cock slide from he mouth and rested her head on my thigh, the rest of her body collapsed between my legs. After a moment, I said, "Did you like that?" She did not answer, did not look at me. "You came, too. You must have liked it."

She turned away and hugged her knees, her back to me, and still did not say anything for several minutes. Then finally she said, "I've never, um, done that before" in a soft, high voice.

"You forget I have pictures of you doing it to Bill Arnold," I said, standing.

"No, I mean... " she turned her head and looked up at me, "I never swallowed... it. I thought... " She drifted off.

"I felt my cock go into your throat when I came. I think that's what you felt. And my come going down your throat." Talking like this was making my cock stir again. Good, I thought, soon we go on to the next step.

"Yes," she said. After a moment she added "Your thing is so much bigger than Randy's -- my boyfriend's -- or Bill's. It was... different."

"You liked it, Annie."

"Ann."

"Yes. You did a good job, so it's Ann. I can see this is going to be a nice afternoon." I smiled at her reaction, which was mild shock.

"You mean we're not done?"

"Done?" I laughed. "We're about as far from done as you can imagine. And this is just today. I like this, Ann. I like this a lot. And in a way, I think you do to."

She would not answer, but instead rose and went to the sink, to get a drink of water. After she finished her drink she turned to look at me. Standing there at the sink, bathed in the sunlight coming through the tattered curtains, she was lovelier than ever. I could see the moisture still glistening on her chin and the insides of her thighs. "I'm doing this because I have to. Don't get the idea that I want this."

"I really don't care. You're been getting your way all your life. Now it's your turn to do what someone else wants, " I replied, and she turned angrily away. "Besides, you didn't 'have to' come like a damned flood. Maybe you don't like me, but you like this," I said, lifting my half-hard cock into my palm.

She turned back to face me, and stared at my cock, her lips parting involuntarily and the tip of her tongue just touching her upper lip. She turned away and was silent.

I came up behind her and wrapped my arms around her from behind, my hands cupping her breasts, my cock sliding across her ass. She wriggled a bit, trying to get free, but I held her tight, feeling her nipples and noticing how erect they were. Although she was certainly trying not to, her hips were rotating ever so slightly, and I could feel her heart pounding through her breasts.

I bent down and whispered in her ear, "You want in Ann, don't you? You want my cock... "

"No... no... " her voice weak and uncertain.

"Yes you do, I can feel your nipples, your heartbeat. I'll bet your pussy is getting wet." I reached down with my right hand, and she tried to fend me off, but it was obviously a half-hearted attempt. My hand stole between her legs, and I felt them part slightly. Her pussy lips were puffy and her hole was soaking wet.

"Unnnnnnngh," she murmured, and her head twisted from side to side.

"Tell me you want it, Ann. Tell me you want me to fuck you." I was really enjoying this, though from time to time it seemed rather like a dream, and I was afraid I might wake up.

"No... let me go... " she whispered, but her legs parted farther, and I felt her reach around to touch my cock with her fingertips. When she found it, she emitted a little gasp and wrapped her hand around it, jerking the shaft slowly.

"Tell me. Tell me you want me to fuck you."

"Ummmm. Yes, OK, I want it." Her voice cracked, and she began breathing very hard.

"Want what?"

"Want your... cock."

"Want it where? Want me to do what with my cock?" I began to stroke her clit against her pubic bone, and her hips bucked.

"Ohhhhhhhhh. Oh, fuck me with your cock, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me... " She turned and wrapped her arms around my neck, and I felt her tongue probe my ear.

I picked her up in my arms and carried her to the small bedroom, which was right off the living room. I laid her down on the bare mattress, her ass just on the edge, and spread her legs wide. Her pussy, such a small, cute little rosebud, stretched and parted, the lips glistening in the afternoon light. I rubbed the tip of my cock against those lips and up onto her clit and she went wild, her shoulders and head thrashing back and forth, her back arching.

I gently pushed her tummy back down onto the bed, placed one hand on a tit and held my cock with the other, and slid into her. She was incredibly tight, and I could only get about half of my cock in her at first, though she was very wet. Even so, her eyes popped open and her mouth formed an "o" of surprise.

"Slow, slow, oh god, take it slow... " She was pushing at my chest with her hands, trying to get me to back out.

"What's wrong, Ann. You're not a virgin are you?" I was teasing her, but I also wanted to know.

"No," she said, talking between her panting breaths, "but I only did it once, a long time ago, and I'm not use to this."

"Randy?" I asked, and gave her two short strokes.

"Ahhhhhhhhng, um, no, it was back in junior high. You don't... ummmmmm... know him."

"Gotta know, Ann. Who got your cherry?" I stroked her again, each time going fractionally deeper, and for several moments she did not reply, her eyes closed, her teeth chewing her lower lip.

"Uh, Stuart Dawes. Jesus, oh, ummmmmmmmmmm. But his dick was ha half the size of yours, and... ohhhhhhhhhhh... it lasted about 20 seconds... "